Page 1, This is poem is about something I thought would never happen to me.

I see them now.

Those dark pretty eyes.

His dark pretty eyes.

Such knowing and beautiful eyes,

Hypnotizing me with every blink.

Sometimes I wonder what he might think.

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His dark eyes seep and slither through me,

Hunting for something,

Hunting for me.

I know he'll find me.

His dark eyes found my secrets,

They found my fears, they found my love.

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His dark eyes, the most beautiful of eyes,

Saw me.

The me no one even bothered to see.

His dark eyes healed me,

They loved me,

He loved me.

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Those pretty dark eyes

Are my lover’s eyes.

His pretty dark eyes

Will never utter to me any lies.

They calm me still, and stop my cries.

I know God has given me a wonderful prize.

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